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Guess who's the man this winter, straight out the land of sinners |
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The Range is tan with spinners, check out the white wheels |
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Roll with the damn winners or you and your man's finished |
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Two in your Rams fitteds, turn off your lightswitch |
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Holdin my torch down, even when the force 'round |
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You let your wife roam, she want a divorce now |
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You niggas ain't this gully, play it I paint your skully |
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You never take this from me the riders and all the gangsters love me |
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You shouldn't be a problem, I ain't be a problem |
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See you later I'll red your head, you'll be a Rodman |
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I know your type, hoppin all over beat screamin |
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You call it hypin yourself up, I call it street dreamin |
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I do it for all the haters, the players roll with the gators |
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They lookin forward to favors, gossip is all they gave us |
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You niggas wasn't quiet, meet the whales and the fishes |
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You hit the precinct up, play tattletale with the snitches |
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Even my momma knows, I got all kind of hoes |
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They wait outside of shows strict after the diner close |
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Out they designer clothes, without no wine or rose |
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Take off my baby blue mink, and Carolina vogues |
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C'mere, take a look inside a entertainer's closet |
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I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorena Bobbitt |
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Niggas stay in pocket, I know you're mad at me |
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But shit ain't all peaches and cream, and I ain't Sara Lee, bitch! |
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Don't ice me, you starin at the wrong one |
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It's a lot of girls here, go and get a grown one |
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We at the bar poppin bottles 'til they all gone |
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If you ain't leavin here with us, you can walk home |
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Cause someone else will, they know how we ride |
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If you a playboy, you got one on the Eastside |
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Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride |
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.. (what) ride .. (what) ride .. (what) ride .. (right, damn! Let's go) |
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I do this for the hood, niggas stuck in the slammer |
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I smile cause I'm good, you act tough for the camera |
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Where I'm from the lil' kids ain't ****in with Santa |
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Cause they like 2Pac more - word? Word to my grandma |
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I figure I might as well leave here with my Glock drawn |
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Cause they'll take ya to jail, even when you're not wrong |
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Dawg you're not this flashy, jux you got to blast me |
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Every rock is classy nobody on your block can match me |
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You shouldn't want a fight, unless you want to fight |
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For your life in the hospital a hundred nights |
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I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin |
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You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin |
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I'm on a beach in Miami, cellular reachin my family |
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All weekend with panties from Puetro Rican Cammie |
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You niggas wasn't tough, I shoulda snapped two flicks |
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You wore your pants tight, played pitty-pat with the chicks |
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Even my father knows, where the revolver goes |
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I bring the beef to your front door like dominoes |
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And my diamonds froze, that mean my time is froze |
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Me in the club from when it's poppin 'til the time it close |
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Half of these so-called real niggas'll probably sing |
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Nah I ain't pullin over, learned that from Rodney King |
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So tell your homey chill, you know I hold the steel |
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Everything ain't jabs and hooks, and you ain't Holyfield, nigga! |
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Don't ice me, you starin at the wrong one |
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It's a lot of girls here, go and get a grown one |
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We at the bar poppin bottles 'til they all gone |
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If you ain't leavin here with us, you can walk home |
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Cause someone else will, they know how we ride |
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If you a playboy, you got one on the Eastside |
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Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride |
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Everybody on the left get yo' hands up |
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Everybody on the right get yo' hands up |
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Everybody up front get yo' hands up |
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And everybody out back get yo' hands up |
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And if you in here with a strap get yo' hands up |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Man **** what he said man, put 'em up! |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) Now put 'em up! (Put 'em up!) |
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Lloyd Banks, what? |
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Oooooooooooooh! |